A Student's Planner

As the guard bends to her will albeit awkwardly moving like a rather bad puppet show. The voice continues.

" Let him feel your pain..."

As the cell opens she begins to feel tired after using so much of her powers. At the laps in ability she loses control of the guard who charges straight for her with the spear. Just as he is about to reach her he freezes. His eyes dart about in distress proving there is something holding him back

The nineteen year old's eyes droop more as the exhaustion of her work dawns in and her contract starts to take effect. As the guard charged at her panic over took her need for revenge and her brown eyes once again filled with fear. But seeing the carbon bowl being held back by something she was close to calling out who else is here, but then decided against it, kicked the bowl in parts which could shatter it, or make it scream then ran for her life, all be it clumsily and slower then normal she still ran.

As she ran she sat off the alarms and a large bell rang. As she headed for what seemed to be a lift at the end three guards smashed out of a door a little way in front of her. The looked shocked at the site of her and briefly paused.

Guard - It's the Assassin, she must be stopped. She will go for our prince again.

They stood blocking her way each armed just like the previous guard.

Mimi stopped closed her eyes, probably her first mistake. But her pale skin and dark eyes in this dark place made and eerie contrast, ghostly almost, and as her eyes were close she concentrated on their water as a whole. She tried her hardest to manipulate them to fall to the floor and find their limbs so heavy that they were unable to life them let alone move them. But as her eyes were close she had no idea if it had worked or not.

As she tried her best she could feel fatigue growing stronger and stronger over her. The combined body strength was to much for a girl who had never properly trained her ability. As her eyes re-opened she saw the men all straightening themselves back up. Just as they were about to commence their attack they all fell harshly to grounds unconscious. Stood behind them was a man about 6 foot tall his neck length blonde hair perfectly framed his face and he stood before her with his left arm outstretched. Somehow he seemed to be illuminating the corridors although no visible light was emitting from him.

Man - Come, quickly...

She looked at him questioningly, but then her head told her that time for questions was not now but the time for action was. She didn't take his hand but walked quickly towards him, though she didn't trust him, she knew she needed help. Her exhaustion was becoming stronger with every moment which passed and her movements became more and more of a stumble.

Moving faster than anything she had seen he caught mid stumble mistaking it for falling. Without any warning he picked her and began moving at a speed she was unaware humans could move at. As the alarm continued wailing she watched as he avoided the with undeniable grace. When he reached the end of the corridor a thick metal door was to the left.

Man - Aisu!!

A voice came back from the other side of the door.

Aisu - I'm on it, chill out

At that the temperature in the room began to plummet.

The girl muttered his name carefully, the word forming awkwardly on her tongue. "Aisu." She said very silently.
But due to his previous speed, her position in relation to him and everything that was going on she became disoriented quickly. Mixing that with her exhaustion from her contract, which was making her very close to sleep she had no idea of what was going on.

The only thing she could work out was that the temperature was falling very rapidly. But she was that close to sleep to register any more; her vision was close to that of tunnel vision. She could see what was going on but where her eye lids were drooping it was black.
Suddenly feeling not so safe, she looped her arms around this Aisu's neck just as a koala bear would. It was tight enough for her to feel safe but not tight enough that this Aisu guy would be struggling for breath.

As Mimi succumbs to her fatigue she enters in a deep dreamless sleep. Once again as she wakes she is blinded by a bright light, as she manages to focus she is led down on what seems to be a comfy bed looking up at a light perched on the ceiling. The pungent smell of antiseptics overwhelm her as she looks around at the pristinely cleaned pure white room.

As the over whelming odour reaches her smell receptors; a stimulus in the eyes set her tear duct working and tears rolled down the side of her face. She couldn't fathom as to where she was now, and seemed that she was forever being knocked out or succumbed to sleep by her contract.
The girls eyes eventually stopped weeping and her sight was no longer blurry, the white walls suggested to the teen of a hospital and her mind instantly jumped to Aisu taking her to a hospital or infirmary of some sort after blanking out. The only up side Mimi was able to work out was hat she wasn't chained to a wall this time. Once that thought entered her mind, she checked the bed for any sort of ties.

As she searched for any restrains she concluded nothing but the bed sheets were holding her down. Her body felt weak yet she was able to move. A severe headache overcomes her as she tries to makes sense of the events. Completely disorientated she remains led on the bed.

Mimi continued to glance round, ignoring the headache which could pass for three in one. Her eyes study the bare room, white walls, white floor. She was surprised that the bareness of the room along with the albedo effect of the lighting didn't cause her to go blind, but then again the effect was less then that of freshly fallen snow. Yet the light didn't help her head and she closed her eyes trying to ease the pain. Her other senses kicked in, she sheets to her skin were itchy and stiff, the smell was slowly getting less acrid but that unfortunately could be due to her getting used to it and her ears picked up the hum of the air conditioner.

As her hearing returns to it's prime she is able to here the general background noise coming from outside of her room. A knock came from the door and was shortly followed by a man walking in. The man was rather average to look at in size, build and looks. He had rather short blonde hair and was cleanly shaven. He quietly closed the door behind himself before leaning against it and exhaling in relief.

Man - Sorry to barge in but I need to get you out of here, quick.

Mimi studied the man quickly, she opened her mouth to say something but found the throat too dry to reply and closed the gaping hole instead. Her eyes were questioning and her body language was that of unsure, she had no idea where she was, or who he was let alone if trusting him was the best idea.
The teenager didn't move from the hospital bed, nor unhook herself from any of the drips or machines around her bedside that seemed to have been watching over her life and ensuring that she continued on surviving.

That man looks at her blankly for a while awaiting a response. After a while he spoke in a desperate manor.

Man - You wantin' to die? If we don't get you out of here they're going to find you. They've been killing the witnesses since the incident. It took us long enough to find you after your com' went down.

Her looked at her again before clenching a fist tightly and it began to shake slightly.

Man - Mimi .. Please...

From the way he was talking this was either genuine desperation or oscar winning acting. All the time this was happening the outside noises continued, oblivious to the goings on of the room.

The girl tilted her head to the side slightly still not quite sure what to make of the whole thing going on but she nodded slowly and reached out to her saline drip. Her fingers moved and some how she managed to stop the drip, and unhook it from herself with out causing any pain. She didn't show her amazement as she done so just after a nurse like performance turned back to the new comer.

As she turned to him he grabbed hold of her arm firmly, yet no malicious intent seemed behind the action. He threw open the door and pulled her through it. The noise of the hospital flooded over her as both staff and visitors maneuver skillfully around each in way much representing a well formatted dance. The man slows down on the tugging slightly as someone brushes past him knocking him slightly off balance. After regaining his footing they continue their tactical weaving. People stare as they pass, seeing a patient dragged around isn't your usual site. As they continue down through the floors Mimi notices that the technology of this Hospital is very primitive, too primitive even as even the poorest countries hospitals technology is vastly superior to this.

The girl focused to start with where her feet were going then after a while convince that she wasn't about to collapse glanced round, things didn't make sense to her. The Britannians had improved all of this, medicine was one of their greatest improvements, how in such short time of her being out cold had things got this bad.
As a trolley rushed past with items of clothing on it the girl grabbed a black item turning jumpsuit, as she became increasingly aware of her body only being covered in a gown.
She tapped her leader on the shoulder indicating the idea of a change of outfit, not only to spare her dignity, but also to remove the attention being heaved upon them by staring people.

The man slowed and looked about quickly as if searching for something.

Man - No time, they could get here any second.

He pulls her to through the rest of the hospital and out of the front doors. As she expected light to overwhelm her, her eyes were somewhat disappointed. It was night, and somehow she had noticed, her body clock was all over the place. As she was being pulled down the main steps the surrounding technology still confused her. As the reached the bottom a ready running blacked out limo with the rear door already open awaited them. She was awkwardly thrown in the back. The man diving in after her and the limo sped off. As she got her bearings back she was upside down crumpled up against the the opposite side of the limo intertwined with the man.

In realising her situation she pushed the strange man away from her, again tried to talk or at least make some vocal noise; yet her voice failed her again, leaving her to work out communication of disgust another way.
Mimi attempted to rearrange her body so as not to be in a heap or near the guy, a few moments of wriggling she managed to free her self and move as far away as possible. Not only was she taken from somewhere she believed safe, but thrown into a limo after being dragged though a hospital; so the shaking response of her body was expected.

The straightens himself up and slumps down into the comfy seat's of the Limo. He stretches he legs out before removing a mobile fun what looks like it belonged in the 21st century out of his pocket. He dials a numbers and places it near his ear.

Man - Hey, We were able to retrieve her, she doesn't seem to recognize me mind, either that or this clueless expression is just always their now. Sorry, i know i shouldn't be joking at a time like this anyway we are on our way to the meeting point.

He flips the phone down, hanging up, and looks over at her and smiles before turning his eyes upon the window.

At his poor attempt at a joke the clueless look he spoke about changed to a scowl. She curled up on the sofa in front of the window separating them from the driver, she looked out of the window but all that her rod and cone neurones located in her eyes, could pick out was black, so instead she focused on her hands that were folded in her lap and still holding onto the black jumpsuit.
An idea crossed her mind to change into it, but then that would be under the watchful gaze of Mr not-quite-so-funny.

Just as she finished letting her thoughts wander the Limo gently stops. The man looks across at her and throws here an object. As she catches and inspects the object she finds she bin handed a key with the number 27 on it. As she stares it, it seems to be familiar as if she had seen it many times before.

Man - Floor 3 you can't miss it.

As she looks out of the window she sees a pristine hotel with about 6 floors in total. Only a few rooms can be seen lit up as it appears to be quite late into the night.

Mimi stared as the man, then the key and eventually back up to the hotel. She moves round the limo, closer to the guy, but more importantly to the door. The girl reached for the handle, the coolness of the metal brought her back to her senses.

"Room 27 right?" She croaked, her throat was dry as a desert and it hurt to talk. She moved the handle which released the mechanism allowing the door to open. She pushed it open, held her gown closed and exited the limo. Her bare feet touched the hard concrete floor, the breeze caressed her face, ruffled her hair and aided that waking process. Yet the one thing that refused to wake was her mind; her memory. She couldn't remember anything of this world before waking, she remembered the world where she lost her best friend due to her stupidity, at the thought of Fi tears prickled her eyes.

Mimi made her her way round the limo and towards the entrance to the hotel, glancing round as she went; unsure if any of this was truly a good idea.

A set of steps led up to the hotel doors. A warm, welcoming light emitting from behind the sliding doors at the entrance. As she enters in through the door and warmth spread over her barely clothed body. The well dressed man behind the counter looked at her with a puzzled glance before putting up a professional appearance.

Man - Room 27 m'lady? Take the stairs on you left to the third floor and it will be the forth door on you right.

As Mimi looks around the hotel the feeling of familiarity flows through her once more. The gently atmosphere making her feel slightly calmer in the very odd situation.